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This is a popular form of Quintain having no set measure or foot
and has a rhyming scheme of a. b. a.
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English Quintain |
Maryse AchongI made a list the other day, No ‘to do’ list this I might add, But rather an attempt to weigh The pros and cons, the good and bad My reasons to be joyful, sad. The list was long I must confess It was not easy to prepare; As I attempted to assess My position, it became clear I am quite happy t’would appear. back to list |
Lorainne DafneyIn fields of gold below the sky bees live and work in harmony pollinating crops when they fly thanks to their generosity come celebrate each days bounty. back to list |
Ryter RoethicleThe moonlight shines on singing waters A chorus repeated by humming stones In a composition of competing meters That brings peace to my stressed bones On hearing a piano’s soft sensuous tones. Feeling the presence of those supple fingers And under the spell of each nights moon There is always the wish for it to linger For tis not hard for two souls to attune As nightly this music flows in the room. ----- Love Dreams Dreaming of the romance of this night Dark blue skies, form a stars back drop The beauty, the lure of the full moonlight. Sitting on a seawall at some exotic stop Barely touching as love slowly develops Magically, soft, wet lips, light our fuse Senses lost giving in to our feelings Touching, surrender, as control we lose Naked bodies, our senses reeling Opening, giving, nothing concealing In turn offering ourselves in love Now with no thoughts of self or same Becoming a pure, loving treasure trove And with that love I cry your name We have created an everlasting flame. ----- Magic No more is it the time of magic, its now of men Merlin and all his kin have left the stage and sleep Slumbering in their cave awaiting until when Once more they must emerge from sleep so deep Working spells, as evil from the land they sweep Then once again in battle we will see the way The strength of arm with sword, or axe and shield, Again the mighty kings must field and fight the fey And blow for blow, and spell for spell, or yield For in the end the weaker magic will lose the field. ----- Quiescence The sky is dark outside but I see your eyes Shining brighter than any star could ever, To me, it will never ever be a surprise. Finally I am glad that you did discover At last, that we will be together forever. Outside the night creatures create their sounds Whilst we mortals inside have made our own. Now in satient state listen to feathered clowns Smiling, realising how, close we have grown And thankful also for their friendly drone. Finally the world is still as we slumber Even the avian’s outside contribute nought. Mortals such as we sleep and remember In our dreams all that tonight has bought Probably everything in Eternity we sought. ----- Starting With A Kiss “Should I kiss thee?” I think looking into your eyes Knowing what we have started can never end. Knowing that with the kiss and loving sighs Our love will be forever, never need to mend, Starting with a kiss as now upwards we ascend. I have kissed thee, and looked into your eyes Now what has happened I hope never ends For I know thy kisses and thy loving sighs Forever, loving, and never needing amends, Starting with a kiss as now upwards we ascend. back to list |
Leny RooversAs cruel hands pull out your beating heart, its arteries no longer bear your blood. Your body crumples when your soul must part- another life is smothered in its bud. All red is rinsed away in heaven’s flood. Once you stood proud, your arms embraced the world, but envious eyes shot poisoned darts your way; your strength grew weaker as more bombs were hurled and it was clear you wouldn’t see the day. Why does the end of love sets off to betray? An empty shell raises his arms up high, it all began when death turned black our sky. ----- Touching Grey covers of fat clouds obscure the Sun, his rays of light and warmth can't reach my land, while days get shorter since summer's brief run. In long winter months his touch has been banned, I miss his comfort and caressing hand. A small strip of light for just a few hours, is all the solace now left for my soul; there is no pleasure from spring's bright flowers as they lay dormant, in seasons' control, awaiting their key to play a new role. For four long months these stifling blankets shroud Sun's face- his warm embrace is not allowed. ----- Watching There is a silent watcher in my mind, investigating every wisp of thought. Among the bits and pieces that he finds are faded threads of dreams, no longer sought- once brought to light, they vanish into naught. As breath flows in, my chest expands with air; each cavity is filled with living force while outward sighs give birth to silent prayer. I am connected to my inner source, In deep surrender I now trust Thy course. Enveloped by clear consciousness I rest, in confidence I'll one day pass Thy test. ----- Winter Birds Amidst red finches and blue tits, my solitary robin waits; capped bramblings search for favoured bits, greenfinches scurry with their mates as friend blue jay samples spilt dates. Bold jackdaws chase green parakeets, swinging from long peanut chains; newcomers in our cities’ streets, they’ve taken over parks and plains- competing now with beaks and brains. My lonely robin still awaits sweet reuniting with its mate. All summer long they were a pair, yet wintertime they cannot share. back to list |
Dinah SerritelliI smile at the images that fill my head Sitting comfy cozy in my favorite chair, Through my memory maze I softly tread My mind roaming from here to there Shuffling around with nary a care I’ll keep the good…discard the bad Shred the thoughts that made me cry Living with regrets is just way to sad Better to leave the sleeping dogs lie, Why? I’d rather be happy…that’s why. back to list |
Nicola Wynter"You need much help dearest lass." Says the tawny good elf lad, So he puts the wine glass In front of her to make glad Her sorrowed eyes, no more sad. He set about her old home Like a train passing through night And left a trail of gnomes To guard her treasures right And cleaned away the dirt in sight. Now the lass is smiling fine To find her home clean in time For the lad that came to call To win her hearts treasure all. back to list |
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